Taking Over.

I owe Brad so much for taking over so many of the responsibilities that I was carrying before I started school: laundry, cleaning, dishes, even yardwork, etc.  He is a stud and has kept up with our house so well, especially considering how much he's trying to do outside of the house with work.  So another huge thank you to the best man I know for doing so much for so long while I work on this portion of my life.  Love you babe!

School.

I started school again this semester and I just need to say a huge thank you to my husband for putting up with how grouchy I am.  I am not dealing with people at work well, I'm not patient, and I'm freaking exhausted when I get home from work.  So when the only time I see him is after work and school and I'm exhausted, he gets the brunt of all of the impatience and irritation.  So, thank you honey for loving me despite my awfulness.  We'll adjust to this schedule sometime!  I love you!

Marriage.

I wrote this a while ago and it seems still true today...unfortunately.  But still just a little shout out to my wonderful hubby :)


Marriage...so much harder than I thought it would ever be, yet so much more rewarding. I always hated being away from Brad and I feel like I barely see him more than I did when I was living 100 miles away from him. So I miss him a lot and am all unhappy when he isn't home, but then when he is I get all irritable and annoyed and don't spend the quality time that I should with him. How does that even make any sense? Ya know, being a girl adds to this equation...it adds a lot of drama and unnecessary arguements. Not that I should use my emotions and estrogen as an excuse, but sometimes I just want to rip out all my woman parts and give them up. Then I could enjoy time with my husband and laugh and smile, and when he was gone I could find things to do for myself besides mope and complain and cry. And this isn't every day, mind you, just these too frequent of moments when I'm feeling like this. Moral of the story: my husband wins and I am just a putz. He puts up with so much and is always so patient, so willing to do whatever I ask or whatever I need, so in love with me at every second of the day, my shoulder to cry on, my goofy friend to laugh with. Everything. He is my everything. Everything I could ever want and need and couldn't have ever asked for and I will be better for him.

Mattresses.

For our entire marriage Brad and I have slept on a double/full bed.  For the two of us, Brad at 6'5" and myself at 5'10", this was tiny.  So a couple of weeks ago we moved the double bed into our extra bedroom and borrowed two twin mattresses from my parents to put together and use as a king.  At first it was so great!  We finally had room to sleep next to each other and not on top of each other, I could stretch out in the morning and not hit him, I didn't have to worry about quietly sliding out from under an appendage of his in the morning as not to wake it up, wonderful, right?  Well after a couple days I noticed that I had gotten the much older/flatter/out of working conditions-er mattress and I was not sleeping.  So what does this have to with my dear hubby?  Well the day before yesterday I came home and first off, the house was neat and the bed was made!  Yay hubby!  Not that it's super rare, just not as common as it could be so I was pleasantly surprised.  So we had a wonderful evening, etc.  And then we went to go lay down to go to sleep and what do I feel!?  A COMFY MATTRESS!!!  In his house cleaning and bed making, he had switched his decently comfy mattress with my completely uncomfy one.  I know it sounds silly, but it was a complete difference in my comfort level which resulted in a complete difference in my sleep.  I appreciated it a ton and am super grateful of how aware he is of me.  Thank you honey, I love you!

Painting and Patience.

Sometimes I forget to get around to things...and then before I know it I've gone a month + without acknowledging (publicly anyway) my wonderful husband.  This, folks, is one of those times.  We have been so busy with moving and starting new jobs and fixing new apartment that I have just neglected my computer all together, let alone my hubby and his wonderfulness...don't worry, there is much to share! 
Also, I've decided to start writing "to" Brad on these posts to make it more personal for myself, just to clarify any confusing remarks :)


Wow, haven't we been so busy lately?  There has been so much going on with packing and moving and unpacking and stress and you've been a champion through all of it.  Sometimes I lose my temper, get impatient, get emotional (as you well know) and you are so good at dealing with me.  And, yes, I said "dealing".  As much as you may think it's a simple chore, I am very aware that it isn't, which is why I appreciate it all the more. 
Thank you for playing this weekend.  Thank you for getting stuff done at the same time.  Our room looks great and it's a lot thanks to you.  Painting is more of a pain in the butt than I thought, but we did it and it paid off  :)  Thank you for being athletic and playing softball with me, even if it isn't your favorite.  I love that we can just go outside and throw a ball or a frisbee around and that we're both capable to do it.  Just thank you.  I love you!

Always Got My Back.

Just wanted to give a quick shout out to my wonderful hubby who always has my back.  Thank you for being so supportive even while you were in Missouri and for sympathizing with me when people are completely ridiculous and "totally high school".  You are the best and I love you very much!  So glad you're home :)

Life Without My Everything.

I didn't realize how much I really need my husband.  I thought I was pretty self-reliant, pretty independent, even after having been married for almost a year now, but I am being indefinitely proven wrong, which is very ok with me.
Bradley is in Missouri this week for Racquetball Nationals.  He left Monday night and doesn't return until Sunday.  This leaves me by myself to eat and sleep and exist this week.  Tuesday after work, I honestly wasn't all that beat up about it.  I had to work late, I was tired, and it was kinda relaxing to come home to the house the way I'd left it and not have to worry about what it was going to look like.  It was kinda nice to get to chill and do what I wanted without having to worry about someone else's happiness or comfort. It was even kinda nice to watch a few movies by myself: things I wouldn't usually make Brad sit and watch with me. So I thought maybe I wasn't a very good wife.
Then on Wednesday, yesterday, I worked in the morning and was still doing fine throughout the day.  I got off work, came home, and same deal: got to relax, got to choose what to do.  I got to go to the gym with a friend.  I started working on finishing a scrapbooking project...and it gradually hit me.  Things aren't as fun or entertaining without my soul mate and best friend.  My brother came over and had dinner with me, watched a little TV, but it just wasn't the same.  It was nice not to be alone, but he didn't get all my funny little phrases; he didn't know the inside jokes.  He couldn't laugh at my silliness, or hold me through my tears.  He couldn't scratch my scalp, play with my hair, or rub my back when I had a headache.  He couldn't kiss my owies better.  He couldn't hold my hand or cuddle with me on the couch.  He wasn't Brad.
It was then it really occurred to me.  I missed my husband.  What would I do without my Bradley?  I officially know I couldn't live without him.  Without getting to talk to him on the phone this week, I would go crazy.  Thank goodness for the love of my life.  Thank you baby for everything you do and everything you are; for all the little day-to-day things that make our life what it is, that make our life as wonderful as it is :)  I love you!  Forever.  Good luck this week babe, come home to me safely!